Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-3135907-20110809213530

Narby, a furtive little rat, sits up and throws a pebble at the canoes. He giggles with delight as one of the native screeches in pain. Sacker stares at him in disbelief. "Where did yew git that pebble, an' how did yer make it hit that'n at that range? Impossible, I'm seein' things." Narby chuckles and pats him on the shoulder. "I'm just lucky, s'pose..." he says twirling a wavy dagger in the air. Sacker makes a grab for the dagger. "That's mine! Thief!" The two go tumbling into the water.